The boss treats me as a brother

Chapter 130 This is...indirect...
Tong Zhuo froze for a moment, digested the word "widowhood", and unknowingly put his gaze on the unfinished glass of lemonade.

In his mind, he remembered how Bo Ran drank until tears flowed down his face, so he took two steps forward and reached out to pick up the lemonade that Jing Chen had only taken a sip of.

Jing Chen was stunned, and saw the young boy's slender fingers holding the body of the cup and bringing it to his lips, the clear lip line pressing on a small and unobtrusive mark on the edge of the cup.

That is the brand logo.

Astonishment flashed across Danfeng's eyes, when he drank just now, he was in the same position as her.

Time seemed to slow down suddenly.

The fine fluff at the corners of the little boy's lips can be clearly seen.

The moment the lemonade entered, Tong Zhuo's starry eyes widened, his brows were frowned, his cheeks were a little bulging, and he looked like he wanted to swallow it but couldn't, which was a little cute.

She eagerly stuffed the glass to Jing Chen, and rushed into the bathroom in a hurry.

Jing Chen's lips curled into a charming arc, and Tong Zhuo muttered from the bathroom, "Why are you so sour..."

A chuckle escaped her throat, and Dan Feng's eyes turned and landed on the glass in her hand again.

The side of the transparent logo is a little wet, which is the trace left by the little boy when he drank just now.

The image of the pink full lips pressing on the same position just now appeared in my mind, and an indescribable and inexplicable heat rose all over my body.

He unconsciously raised his glass, wanting to take another sip.

Tong Zhuo came out of the bathroom, happened to see this scene, and said, "Brother Chen, don't drink it, it's very sour."

Jing Chen froze as if awakened by something, and hummed lightly.

Tong Zhuo was a little embarrassed, it turned out that the lemonade he made was so...

Brother Chen drank it without changing his face, Tong Zhuo scratched the back of his head, "That... If I knew it would be so sour..."

I will definitely not give you a drink...
Jing Chen's eyes fell on her small mouth which opened and closed, and Danfeng's eyes became deeper and deeper, "I'll take a bath in the future."

Tong Zhuo was a little worried, is his cooking so untalented?
After the figure of the little boy disappeared into the living room, he stared blankly at the cup in his hand, and the strange yet familiar heat rose again.

Just now, they were...indirect...

Jing Chen put down the cup irritably, tugged at the neckline, and went to the gym.

Tong Zhuo didn't know this. She went back to her room and checked her phone. There were a lot of new news, and there was even 99+ news in the class group.

Second brother: [Xiao Ba, I have already had people sort out the version of the novel you sent me, and I have also made several different versions of the cover design, you choose one. 】

A few pictures follow.

Yao Yao: [Master Zhuo!I actually received an invitation to audition for Actor Ye's new movie!Ahhh!I'm so excited! ! ! 】

Yao Yao: [Actor Ye is my idol!My god!I actually hope to make a movie with the male god! 】

Tong Zhuo first chose the one he was more satisfied with, and went back to Ye Ye, and then Yao Yao, 【Well, come on. 】

The class group has already exploded. Yao Yao is going to audition in the imperial capital tomorrow, and everyone is discussing this matter.

Tong Zhuo was not in the mood to look at it, and threw the phone away, a little annoyed.

I feel that it is impossible to improve my cooking skills just by stealing teachers.

In that case, when will she be able to cook a meal for Seventh Sister herself?

(End of this chapter)